Jack Robbins - Roamin Sex Games

"I've never experienced anything quite like it," she sighed, her lower lip trembling slightly.

He extended his arm, offering his hand to help her to her feet. She took it and slowly stumbled to an upright position, her knees shaking. "I still feel a bit unsure of myself," she said.

"No rush, take your time and catch your breath. What you just went through was simply an example of getting acquainted with yourself. Now, I'd like to show you yet another path to sexual fulfillment."

Pam gave a slight giggle and said,. "That experience was like a fertility sacrifice. 'I hope the Gods were appeased."

"I don't think they'll be offended," he said, "I can't think of a nicer offering than the one you just presented."

She picked up her clothes and threw him his robe, then they proceeded to walk through the clearing to a path which appeared to be a well beaten one. Nude, they walked hand in hand, clothing draped over their shoulders. The entire affair had been such a unique and different one, she hadn't even taken the time to study in depth the man who was escorting her on this mysterious journey.

As they reached the path Phillip took up the lead, as it was quite narrow and heavy with underbrush. She watched as he walked ahead, his tall, lean body striding along at a slow but even pace. He was well built, not particularly muscular, but in good shape. She noticed that he definitely carried himself well, and there was something about him that assured her that he knew his way around the female body. He appeared quite free, totally uninhibited and tremendously peaceful.

He didn't speak as they continued down the path, maneuvering around rocks, trees and small streams. When they came to a steep place, he put both hands about her waist to help her down. She stumbled and fell heavily against him, feeling his muscles tense against her. She looked up into his face and saw him gazing at her body. She smiled and returned the gaze, starting with his eyes and moving slowly downward. He had a beautiful physique, trim and tanned. Her hands stole down his sides as she softly kneaded at his skin.

They stood there smiling at each other for a few moments, then he spoke to her. "Come on. I want to show you the most beautiful place of all. My favorite spot on the island."

Pam heard the loud rush of water as they continued down the path. There was another bank that Phillip helped her down, caressing her soft flesh as he held her firmly under the arms. She moved close to him, their naked bodies pressing against one another. He bent his head and kissed her passionately, his tongue tracing her lips, then probing within her mouth. She sighed as their tongues intertwined, their mouths sucking gently. He rubbed his fingers through her hair and held her head between his hands, kissing her more passionately than before.

When their lips parted, he tenderly kissed her nose and smiled. "You are truly a beautiful girl," he said sincerely. "One of the most beautiful I've ever seen:"

She hugged him and kissed his chest, entranced by the cool night air and the melodic sound of the rushing water. He took her by the hand and led her a bit further until they came to a small clearing.

"Here it is," he said. "What do you think?"

She looked about her. From far over their heads a waterfall cascaded down over a wide bed of huge boulders in a white, frothy torrent to a blue, crystal-clear pool below.

"Oh, Phillip. It's beautiful!" she exclaimed. "It's breathtaking!"

"I come here often," he told her. "This has always remained my favorite place. I like to come here to think and just to be alone."

"But not always alone," Pam said, thinking what a romantic spot it was.

"No, not all the time," he replied. "I've made love to a few women here."

"Tell me about them," she said, moving closer to him, letting her body come into contact with his.

"Not too interesting. Enjoyable experiences, but I'm afraid they don't make very.good stories," he said.

They sat for a while, listening to the water as it followed its path over the maze of rocks. The evening air was clean and fresh, the soft, warm breeze blowing at their nude bodies. Phillip rested on the soft ground covering and gazed up at the millions of stars. Pam studied his face in the moonlight, pleased that she was here with him.

"So this is your nest?" she said. "A fine nest for a bird of paradise."

He smiled and said, "I enjoy being free as a bird."

"Please tell me about the girls, you've balled up here," she asked again.

"Nothing out of the ordinary," he said. "As I said. Just a nice place to do nice things at."

"I'll bet you really know how to do nice things, too," she said, rubbing her hand along his face.

"I do my best," he replied, kissing her hand as it rubbed across his mouth.

His hand stole to the soft flesh of her buttocks, kneading softly. "And how about you, Miss Pam?" he said, pulling her close to him. "Do you like doing nice things?"

"I love doing nice things," she answered, smiling broadly at his grinning face. "Especially with a beautiful guy like yourself."

He poked her in the ribs and began to tickle her up and down her side. She retaliated by pinching his ass.

"Ouch!" he yelped. "There's the devil in you, I know there is."

They both started laughing, rolling on the soft leaves and grass. Phil pointed to the reflection which the moon made on the still ocean. "Looks like a pathway to nowhere," she replied, gazing, almost transfixed.

"Yeah," he added, "The opposite of a highway to happiness."

She stared at him momentarily, then cracked a broad smile and placed her hand on his. face, rubbing it softly. She bent over and kissed his neck.

"You see that fruit hanging from that bush to the left?" he said. "Pick it and hand it to me."

She rolled to her left and grabbed one of the pear-shaped objects, then handed it to Phillip. "You going to eat it?" she inquired.

"Hope. This is a very unique type of fruit. There's something about it that does wonders.during sex. Besides being a great lubricant, when you breathe on it, the hot breath makes it get warm. It tingles the skin. Rather erotic, wouldn't you say?"

"I heard Shelly talking about something she used in the states once, I think she called it Emotion Lotion." She thought for a moment then continued, "Yeah, that's the stuff. She said it was really great!"

"If it's anything like this, it is great stuff," he said.

She tore the fruit open and let some of the sticky pulp drip onto her arm. She breathed on it and smiled, saying, "It works, or else I'm so stoned I'm imagining everything."

Phillip leaned up and kissed her shoulder, her neck, and then her lips. He let his arm encircle her waist and tilted her body towards his. She let her breath sigh into his mouth and he moaned softly as he pulled her closer. She shivered as he cradled her in his arms, kissing her warm, ripe lips until she was crazy with desire. She put one hand up along the back of his neck and rubbed' and ran her fingers through his hair. Her other hand traced a pattern along his shoulder, his bicep, and forearm.

His right hand began to move over her body, exploring her voluptuous curves. He caressed her soft, smooth skin, and his erection became full grown and demanding.

"Take your hair out of the pony-tail," she whispered. "I want to feel your hair on my body."

With one quick motion, his hand unfastened the leather tie which held his hair in place. He leaned his head forward slightly and shook it, his hair coming forward, hanging well over his shoulders.

"I've never made it with a guy with such long hair," she said. "In a way it feels kind of weird, but very sexy."

Pam could see translucent images floating about in the area around where they lay. "God, I feel wonderful," she exclaimed. "I hope this feeling never ends."